The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1887-01-02
A YOUNG MANS FATE.


ain the spring a young mans fancy
lightly turns to thoughts of love" sung
the poet, and it was in the spring that
Phil Faraday's fancy took that turn,
when he first set eyes on pretty Dolly
Oliver, all dimpIes and dancing eyes
and ringlets, warm tints and generous
outlines. He had come fresh from a
great city, where ladies in velvets and
jewels, with fine manners and elegant
surroundings, stood az his gates,
crowded his studio. sent him perfumed
notes, beseiged him with invitations,
cheapened favor for him, fattered and
fawned about him, and perhaps turned
his head if they did not touch his heart;
was he to be won by the poise of a
pretty head, by the pensive trick OF
two brown eyes, by the tremor of a
dimple, or the touch and go of a blush !?
Old Mrs. Oliver, Dolly's grandmother,
was only the widow of fisherman Phil
Faraday should never have thought
of looking for wife among such
people. Would Dolly know how to hold
her own in the salons of his world But
the affair progressed III spite of his
afternoon woods, he spent the evening
in her grandmother's porch, with the
old lady nodding in the background
behind her spectacles. Dolly showed
him all the fair sequestered spots where
nature was at her best. They borrowed
a wherry, went shooting along still
ponds, among the fragrant water lille
and the spicy wild azaleas, and founL
strange delicious echoes in ambush on
the shore, jealous of their songs and
catchesi
Dolly, who loves your" he called
and dozen airy voices from distance
beyond distance replied: 500 .lr
You! you'll you'll"
do you think the echo is right, Dor
ethea2" he asked.
"How do 1 known" shelaughed. "I'n
willing to take the echo's word for il
howeper-only my names not Dore
thea, sir: I'm called Dolly, if yor
please"
"Dolly's a milkmaid's name; il
doesn't describe you. my rose in bloom.
I'm sorry you don't like it; but yor
needn't use it so often" she laughed.
No doubt there was a great struggI,
between the inclinatIons of his hear
and his oYer-regard for Mrs. Grundy
and her family before he took that Ions
last row with Dolly on the river, ant
made a dozen obscure apologies fol
himself, which Dolly only compre-
hended later. He could not even deny
himself that last tender pressure of tn,
little hand, nor the last lingering kiss
that sealed his resolve. Next mornin,
he was up betimes and away to hi
studio and his sitters. and Dolly Wal
waiting and watching behind her case
Iment, like poor lone Hannah. Only as da,
after day melted into the vast twilight
abyss of the past did she come to com
lprehend that he had been free to Gv
his life with or without her, and tina
he had chosen IS worldly prudence die
tated.
What has come over the spirit O
your dream, Faraday?" asked Hard.
one day-Hardy, who adored geuiu
and beauty and art, but who coult
neither WELD pencil nor sing q stave
who lacked the expressive eyes of Fara
day, and his voluble tongue.
Change enough" he replied. II wa
never so harassed in my life."
debts ?" suggested Hardy. There,
my bank book at your service"
mo debts. thanks, that your checl
could pay. The fact is, Hardy, 1 own
divided heart.
Aha l always thought you wer
made of asbestos-utterly fire proof"
Yes. l left little girl down il
HeGgeVille last year-who loved me-"
There are plenty of girls here, lIttl
and big, who dote on you. You needn'
have gone out of your way TO find one.
Perhaps not; but loved her J. tina
is, fancy so. The deuce take it,
believe my Muse has espoused he
cause; I'm not able to paint, thinking O
her."
Il have just denied myself tn,
greatest luxury in life, because sh,
wouldn't pear TRANSFORMING from th,
rural districts TO this dollhouse exist
ence OF ours"
I've a curiosity to see this fisher
mans grandchild, who has accomplished
what our fine danes have failed to do
the reprisal OF your heart, Faraday."
And so it happened thatit was Mariu
Hardy who made bold to fill Faraday'
place next year, and forgot stocks ant
Exchanges, and devoted latent talen
for sentiment for which Faraday haC
never given him credit, If Hardy wen
to Hedgeviile from curiosity he staic
for love. --.-
One day he put an end to his sus
pense. and asked her outright to MARI.
him. .
Il don't love you Mr.. Hardy" sh'
said. a--r.ss
mo I suppose not; but if you wer
my wife night help you to do so."
But what if you found me no ap
scholar in love? No, I'm notln hume
TO love anybody, and then IN not fl
for your wife. 1 used to think ono,
that love made all things equal. but
is not so. l should make you blush TO-
me I'm so ignorant"
"Blush for you'll You make me blusl
when you suspect me of such thing
If ever you should change your mind
Miss Dolly, if ever you should tbinl
more kindly of me, if ever you SHOULD
need me, you will make me happy by
word" And then he kissed the tips O
her fingers reverently and went his way
All that had happened FIVE years ago
} when Faraday met Miss Delgardo at ",
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